Gracie is 92 years young. She is an amazing person in every way. After Thanksgiving this year she packed up her house and is moving into a independent living apartment. It is so tough for her. She has lived in this big, beautiful house for 61 years. She has raised her children, nursed her father and husband here. She has lived alone for 30 years and remained amazingly active. This house has been her friend during dark cold winters, and bloomed again every spring. Grace has weathered many storms in this house, made thousands of meals for her family and friends, and laughed a thousand laughs in this house.
I feel sad for Gracie even if this is the best decision. I have a feeling that the house feels so very sad, too. Gracie has been the heart and soul of this house for so long. She wanted to die here, and I can't blame her. This will always be known as the Morgan's house. And I don't think it will ever be the same without Gracie living in it.